Clown

She had long, thin, coltish legs and wore shorts with a high waist that covered her bellybutton. Her Dijon mustard yellow shirt was a crop top that exposed a few inches of skin. Her long wavy hair was loose and fell down past her shoulders, a few shades off from her shirt. But what drew attention to her was not her slender limbs or thick hair, but the dark purple lipstick that painted her mouth. Like any dark lipstick, it was made awkward by the pale pink of the inside of her mouth and it left me idly humming, “Send in the Clowns.”